What the fuck!
Chandra stomped in her bedroom, wondering what the hell kind of mess she'd created for herself and the two people following her. "Shit, I must be mad and a fucking glutton for punishment."
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
Stupid one for agreeing to be with Nick when she had little interest.
Stupid two for agreeing on the wager that could mean another outcome like Gareth and Sasha.
Stupid three for allowing Samantha and her man into her place to begin with.
"Ugh!" Chandra turned on her heel and nibbled on her lip, wishing she had an escape from this situation that she'd made even more fucking complicated. Damn the both of them for coming over here and ruining her mental health day.
This was supposed to be a time for relaxation, to unwind, to distress and think about her next move. Instead, it ended up being exactly the opposite for her, at least towards the end anyway.
Just how the hell would she get out of this completely unscathed?
No fucking way, bright one.
Chandra dropped her head and buried it in her hands. Her body tensed all over with every sound of Nick's footsteps getting louder behind her. "Shit! I can do this, I gotta..."
Interrupting her thoughts, soft, warm hands gripped her shoulders and dragged downward over her arms. An equally warm breath tickled her earlobe followed but a flick of something wet, something sinister like a freaking snake.
"MMph..." Chandra balled up her fists and kept her resolve. Damnit, what kind of dominatrix was she if she were to fail at the first trick Nick threw her way.
Refuse, resist.
"May I?" Nick's alto voice skittered across her spine heating her body like match to gasoline. Immediately, her limbs turned into fucking jelly.
"You...you may," Chandra managed, keeping her hands tightly formed into fighting mode. She was determined to keep her cool through this process.
Think about Sam.
Yes, Sam.
The right to have the woman to herself even if she did have to share. She would pass this test and bring the seemingly over confident Nick to his knees.
Still, she had to admit, it was kind of cute. Usually she reduced men like him to mice and made them feel small with just a crank of her whip and her biting words. But she didn't want to scare Sam or make the woman hate her, so she held all of her emotions in check.
Nick's hands delicately travelled from the top of her shoulders, down the length of her arms. He traced the ink there with his fingertips while he continuously whispered inaudible things in her ear.
Chandra closed her eyes and opened her hands up if only for a second to relive some of the pain she'd inflicted on herself. She moistened her lips, trying to keep focused on what could be something a lot more pleasurable but damn, Nick was testing her resolve, making her look like a fool right now.
"You wanna let go, don't you?" Nick pressed his lip against the side of her head and slid his arms down to the hem of her tank top. He clutched two parts and pulled until he had it completely off her body. "I wanna let go and yeah, I understand you're all Miss Devina and shit, but even beyond that tough exterior, I can tell your body wants something more. It wishes for something... perhaps I can help you, Chandra. I wanna help you, baby."
Oh God!
Chandra grit her teeth and formed fists at her side again. That small flicker caused some disruption down below. "I'm... I'm sure you do." Chandra opened her eyes and found Samantha sitting her desk only clothed in her bra and panties. Her eyes full of desire, want and her fingers feverishly worked the sweet spot between her thighs.
Chandra's licked her lips and dropped her head, allowing Nick access to the back of her neck. "Jesus."
"Nope, not him." Nick pressed forward into her. His erection rubbed against the underside of her thigh.
From the feel of it, dude was seriously packing and he was hard as nails right now. Chandra had to admit, she was curious to feel it pulse inside of her. One thing a woman couldn't do; fuck her into submission with actual flesh and not some plastic dong.
"Chandra?"
Nick's lips stayed on the nape of her neck, leaving trails of wetness along the crease. She shuddered from the sensation and jumped when his hands found the waistband of her jeans.
"MMph." Moans escaped her lips and her eyes followed his hands.
Nick caressed the skin there until he found the button holding the jeans up over her thighs. In one swift motion he pulled it apart and slid her pants down until they were around her knees.
And just when she thought things might calm a moment, Nick surprised her.
Chandra drew in a shaky breath and grimaced, feeling wetness trail to the underside of her boy shorts. Nick yanked the black, moist cloth down with ease completely exposing her ass.
Chandra threw her head back and gasped, clenching her thighs tightly together to keep more of her release from seeping through. God this man was lethal. How the hell would she hold on and not climax just from his hands touching her? When Nick got both down to her ankles, she stepped out of them and toed both aside.
"You are so damn gorgeous, Chandra." Nick's hands made their way back upward until they were back at the starting point of her shoulders. He gripped them tight and shifted her around to face him. "You're wet, I can tell."
Chandra bit on her lip. "So I am..." She tried to find the inner confidence she'd held for so long. "What will you do about it, hmm?"
In response, Nick cupped her face in his hands and brought her close, running his elongated finger across her jaw. "I'd rather show you, than tell you."
With their faces only inches apart, Chandra focused on his lips closing in on her. When his mouth found hers, she whimpered into his kiss, hating herself for falling that easy but loving the feel of him so close. She deepened the kiss, running her hands into the back of his head and yanking his soft brown tresses with her palm.
Damn.
Feeling a little more steady, she forced him back and gazed into his beautiful brown eyes. "My turn to take control, Mr." She wouldn't be the victim anymore and she knew she was risking Sam's feelings by showing her dominant side to Nick.
"Please do, babe!" That seemed to excite him instead of throwing him off guard.
Chandra pulled him in again for another hearty kiss, twisting her tongue around his while lightly pushing him backward until they were by the bed. "Strip for me, Nick." Chandra looked around at Samantha who seemed very intrigued and gave her the thumbs up.
Nick nodded and yanked his shirt over his head. "Why don't you help me, Miss Devina?"
Fuck me.
Chandra noticed the hard pecs and the tanned six pack on his chest. So freaking beautiful. Perfect. She's had some gorgeous men grace her bedroom but they were never as handsome as Nick. Chandra surmised men like Nick were too cocky to be submissive. Most of the time, they were dominants who refused the play the game for fear they'd be brought off their high pedestals.
Seemingly, Nick was exactly the opposite, but his invitation for Chandra to help wasn't complete and total submission to her.
Instead, it was a dare.
"Chandra?" Nick's voice held something wanton, primal. That alto tone sounded close to a low growl, almost demanding.
Ever so often Chandra liked a challenge. Usually she won them with little effort.
"Okay then." Chandra step closer, running her hands around his waist, pulling his jeans downward until they pooled around his ankles. She eyed his cock straining helplessly against the tight fabric of his black boxer briefs.
"Shi... damn babe, you can see how hard I am for you!" Nick grabbed her and thrust his tongue into her mouth while they both fiddled with his underwear.
Oh shit, what happened to that control?
Gone.
Chandra had lost it when she allowed this man to put his hands on her. And damn did she like it, no make that loved it.
Chandra groaned into his mouth while she reached down, palming his thick cock in her hand. She slowly massaged it with her thumb, invoking pre-cum from the swollen head.
"Oh damn, baby. Yes." Nick released a shaky breath and looked down then back up at her. Heat and passion in his eyes, he kicked off his sandals and the rest of his clothes. "I got have you on top of me, Chandra. Ride me! Fuck me into this mattress!"
Aw hell!
That was more than just an invitation, that was a demand and it made Chandra's pussy pulse and her nipples tighten on her chest. She sucked in a breath. "Lie back, baby." She'd forgotten that dominatrix side of her and settled on being the temptress. Her entire body was on fire from being so close to this man and hearing his commands in that low tone.
She could understand why Sam didn't want to leave him. Why the hell would she? The man was dangerously hot and sexy. Even being more into women, Chandra could admit that.
Chandra looked over at Sam who watched intensely from the side. She'd discarded her bra and panties, her lily white flesh slightly flushed pink seemingly from her own hands. "Come here and get a closer look." Chandra desired Sam to be closer to her man, perhaps keep him occupied so he wouldn't be focused on just Chandra.
Sam did just that and took her place to his left. They shared a kiss and a couple of gropes, making Sam cry aloud in his mouth.
Watching intently, Chandra couldn't help but enjoy the display while she tore open the condom packet. She rolled the latex on him and observed the two lovers, wondering if she could truly do this again.
Chandra had already conceded the loss to Nick.
She got wet and fell prey to him just from his touches, the voice, and his demands to allow her to fuck him.
Perhaps this moment wouldn't be so bad after all.
Maybe it could work.
Damn it to all hell!
* * * * *
Sam took her hand and kissed the backside. "Judging from the way you look, I'd say Nick won, hmm?"
Chandra only nodded and crawled the length of Nick's body until her pussy was directly over his hardened length.
Sam came close and locked lips with Chandra while she eased down on Nick's sheathed dick.
